Jesus Christ Don't Keep It Hid

God i had the best week ever.

- nearly, but didn't miss my flight to London on Wednesday.

- spent way too much money in Fopp (can only be a good thing, really. Especially when it all went on books. Especially in Fopp. Swoon, thud.)

- spent way too much money in record shops across Lahhhndaahhn tahn. (And definitely could have spent more.) I've come home with a rather fancy bundle of stuff. Colour-dy vinyl 7 inch singles (and also plain sexy black) from the Boyfriends, the Noisettes, Archie Bronson Outfit, Vive Voce, the Organ and Klaxons (Golden Skans might just be the best song of this decade. Shame about the video..) The best part was when I thought I was buying some second hand albums (3 for five quid) BUT actually they had brand new copies. (Pat Benatar, Joe Jackson, Modern English).

- getting stepped on by Win Butler. If you're up the front at an Arcade Fire gig, do not look down. because that is probably the second that the big boot is gonna come down on you. Ow, but OH!OH!OH! most amazing gig ever, needless to say. See you there in March when they play in Berlin. Maybe not so up the front.

-chelsea buns at Borough market. YUM!

- Fish and chips at Toffs in Muswell Hill. (This Fish & Chips establishment has been decreed one of the best by Badly Drawn Boy. he is having a gig there at some stage very soon i believe.) (It really is the best.)

- Bulmers from a can in the queue at the Scala for Cansei de Ser Sexy. Yes, queueing can be fun, when queueing with friendly germans, bezzie mates and have can of cider in hand.

- Shopping for dickie bows at Episode in Camden

I had a look on Flickr for photographs from the night I saw Arcade Fire play at Porchester hall - some of the photos up there are amazing. Please go have a look. Search "arcade fire porchester" or "css scala london" you'll see. Go look!

Oh, Win Butler is very witty. People kept shouting song requests from the crowd. (Which i only found mildly entertaing cos of the funny London accents). But it obviously irked the 'Fire front man, though he charmingly laughed it off with a girlfriend/boyfriend analogy. Because shouting song requests is like telling your girlfriend she looks fat in that dress. He forgot the lyrics to "Powers Out" (which did not make him look fat) but didn't give up and just sort of hung his head and said "it's been a while". That moment actually was probably one of th emost mind blowing. He jumped into this crowd, (with the help of my shoulder) and kept on playing, with people hugging him and patting him on the back and trying to hump his leg etc. He sort of curled up into a ball and suddenly the pounding intro to "Rebellion (Lies)" was happening, and it was a bit too much.

And today, well maybe i'm going splits on a drum kit with my friend. Yesssss I probably could have used the money from this trip to put towards it, but i wouldn't change anything about the past few days.

Robbie took some amazing photographs from the night.